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“Please scratch my feeeet. Pleeeeeaaassse.” Nick repeatedly begged.
“That’s all I needed to hear my dear boy.” Mr. Tickle said. At that he secured a ball gag around the teens mouth. Nicks begging and pleading became unintelligible, but no less persistent.
Mr. Tickle continued to vigorously scratch away at Nicks itchy soles. The captor intentionally kept his nails long and well manicured for exactly these type of situations. Nick was losing his mind. On one hand, the scratching was relieving the burning itch on his cotton encased foot bottoms, but it was also causing the worst tickling sensations he had ever felt. He wanted him to stop immediately and keep going at the same time. But the mix of the boys muffled laughter and agony were like a symphony to his torturers ears. All Nick could do was scream into his gag and thrash fruitlessly at his bonds as those nails scoured every inch of his tiny socked soles. He could go nowhere and do nothing but accept whatever humiliations the man decided to visit upon him.
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